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The Night of the Soul

Dark outside, dark inside

Got to wonder "have I died?"

Can't sleep, can't think

Can't rationalise a thing

Remember a time when peace was King

Creativity ****** away

Replaced by emptiness, well hey

You know I've seen this time before

And I can just keep off the floor

Of Life's reject -

That too direct

For you? Don't care,

When exactly were you there

For me? Can I be seen to disagree

With this world's self-satisfied profanity

Called "Normal"? - No

Just let go

Slip away

C'est le passé

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May 12, 2010
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